Found it!

This is one time I love having to say The Saying. You remember the one when one of us is correct and the other is...less correct? "I was wrong. You were right. You are the Queen...or King." (Of course the Queen version is heard most often.)
Any way! I did NOT believe Big Shooter even a teeny weeny inkling when he kept telling me we'd find his ring. Now it's back on my finger and I gladly shouted The Saying!
Here's what I've been pondering though.

• I know I had it on when we left the house in the morning b/c I remember getting lotion all over it while we were driving to Big Shooter's Dad's house.


• It was not on my finger approx. 4 hours later when we were leaving his Dad's house.


• A relative I have not seen in years said she saw it on my finger during lunch and described it to a tee. (at the time it made me feel slightly better that at least we knew where I'd lost it)


• Yet, I found it in the pocket of a pair of pants I hadn't worn since before I'd lost it.


• And further, even if I had worn those pants, it didn't just fall off my finger when I reached in my pocketb/c I wear it on my right hand. It was found deep in the left pocket.

Some would call it a coincidence. Some a miracle. Some would just say it was a weird happening. I, personally, think it was divine intervention. Plain and simple.

"Thank you Lord. I am humbled You would help me when You have so many, many real pressing issues to be occupied with."

Thank you to all who sent up a prayer for me and this special hunk of gold. I cannot quit smiling. I learned lots (and LOTS) of lessons in this short amount of time. I can't say I am glad I lost it so I'd learn them. But, I am extremely grateful for the new knowledge!

I hope you all have a fabulous Tuesday. We're going to a fish hatchery and fossil bed. Should be a great homeschool field trip day in Idaho. Speaking of which, look where our field trip was yesterday. Oh My Word. It was without a doubt one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had. The Crumbs were mesmerized for 3 1/2 hours solid and you all know that is a tall order for a almost 9 and 10 year old. If you are near a city with this exhibit (right now that would be Salt Lake City & Houston), I have 4 words for you: Do NOT miss it.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: Sorry I cried so much when we found it. I couldn't help it. I am a big baby that way, ya know. I will try very hard to get the mascara stain out of your new shirt. At least you have tons of ammunition now for when I say I don't like all that gag-a-rama lovey-dovey stuff...cause obviously I am a little more than a tad emotional than I care to admit...

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